Chapter 902: : The big fist of sandbags (Part 2)

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Everyone's eyes looked at Wei Zhongzhong's finger, and they were all startled.
At the finger, it is number 7, Liu Ying's work!
Ye Feizhou opened his mouth.
Wei Zhong squinted slightly and said: "Feizhou, is the benchmark you give this dish an excellent evaluation, is it the point of incorporating fantasy ingredients?"
"Yes!" Ye Feizhou said, "since you have watched the live cooking just now..."
Speech was interrupted.
"There is more, there is no need to talk about it. My evaluation of the work on the 7th is diametrically opposed to yours—"
A low, cold voice.
"Here, this Lantern Festival dim sum is not qualified!"
boom.
Unsurprisingly, some comments on the ‘alternate noodle king’ were like a drop of bombs to let the venue fry.
"Who told you that the traditional Lantern Festival dim sum can be so innovative?" Wei Zhong criticized Liu Ying with a puzzled look and said mercilessly, "The real Lantern Festival is wrapped in glutinous rice flour. Mixed with other dust ingredients, the Lantern Festival is not a Lantern Festival, but has become a dessert of mochi and dumplings. It is no longer called Lantern Festival! This is a fundamental change in the nature of the recipe!"
Liu Ying's eyes widened, her cheeks turned pale.
"Is it difficult to accept?"
Wei Zhong also pointed to the rest of the Yuanxiao works on the same stage. "Look, these seniors' works must be innovated from the stuffing, or from the eating method, such as chef Liu Lan’s this dish. It’s very similar to Mochi if you eat dry dumplings.
Liu Lan, who was named, was flattered.
"Actually, my plate of dry glutinous rice is made of pure glutinous rice flour, without any mixed rice flour or corn flour. From the main material, it really adheres to tradition!" Liu Lan bowed his head and said in Wei Zhong In front of him is his student, even if they are the same generation.
The rest of the players, you look at me, I look at you.
A middle-aged man of the Liu branch, Leng Ran glanced down at Liu Ying, who was extremely silent, and said, "I am No. 2, and my work is "Fruit Lantern Festival", just like Chef Wei said. My innovation is based on the changes in the way of eating. The home-style Lantern Festival is cooked in fresh water. However, my fruit Lantern Festival is to cut mango, strawberry, dragon fruit and other fruits into chopped pieces and cook them together with the Lantern Festival. ..."
The middle-aged man holds a spoon and scoops a scoop of viscous liquid in his small pot. Suddenly, the fragrance of fruit swept the stage, and everyone was like being in a fantasy fruit paradise.
Several elders of the Lius passed by, "Hey, it seems that a variety of fruit flavors have been successfully mixed with the Lantern Festival. Is the timing of pouring the diced fruit into the boil?"
"Yes, the Lantern Festival is almost cooked first, and then put the diced fruit."
"The soup is sticky and the concentration is not right. Must starch be added during cooking?"
"Yes."
Upon seeing this, the remaining players also began to sell their works, and for a time the stage became a place where Wang Po sold melons and boasted, such as markets, noisy.
In the chaos, the little girl who had been the eyes of everyone was neglected, like a kitten abandoned in the corner, licking the wound silently.
have to say.
Wei Zhong's evaluation of Liu Ying with'Alternate Pastry King' is very convincing.
Including Liu Ying himself, they were all shaken, "Does my "innovation" really make traditional Lantern Festival recipes completely ruined?"
There are so many snacks in her head.
There are dumplings, mochi, grass cakes, and crystal buns.
Too much.
In terms of appearance alone, small snacks are indeed difficult to classify, but why did the Lantern Festival occupy a place in the field of dim sum, and spread from the distant Song Dynasty to the present, has been loved by the people and has not been eliminated into the corner?
"Ah, the Lantern Festival I made is really unrecognizable?" Liu Ying lowered her head. If it was in a summer house or at home, the little girl could not help but squat under the corner to draw a circle.
There was reluctance on her small face.
Failure, spoiling the Lantern Festival or something, Liu Ying does not care much, the key is that such top-level ingredients are so wasted, and exchanged for a "unqualified" evaluation...Mr. Xia will definitely curse people? In addition, does the unqualified evaluation mean that he is ranked first in the selection and finished at the bottom?
Thinking about it, Liu Ying was strong, only 13 years old, and his big eyes quickly turned red and filled with tears.
At this time, a familiar palm fell on Liu Ying's head melon.
"I say!"
A clear voice said: "Sakura, this class, I want to tell you, don't just accept others' comments casually!"
The tears in Liu Ying's eyes disappeared in an instant.
She seems to have found her dependence
-----This is a gorgeous dividing line--
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Putting the palm on the head made Liu Ying feel awkward and annoying, but when she was helpless, this palm gave Liu Ying the feeling of being so relieved.
"Mr. Xia..." Liu Ying raised her head to look at the face with the palm upwards, her mouth deflated, and she was aggrieved to complain to her parents, "I, I..."
"Come--"
"Follow me!"
Xia Yu bowed his head to meet Liu Ying's flashing eyes, "Confident!"
Liu Ying fisted and breathed: "Confident!"
"speak louder!"
"confidence!!"
"Well, the mouth is on others, what others say how to say, but you must have a b number for these voices, do you know?" Xia Yu rubbed the girl's black smooth hair, Liu Ying's big watery eyes Just look at him, there is a hint of red glow in the pink cheeks, and Xia Yu blinked at her again: "How can the outside world shake the heart with three words and two words!"
"And if you can't say anything, you need this!"
He stretched out his palm and shook it in front of the little girl's eyes, and then squeezed his hands into an iron fist. Xia Yu's face was smiling, but the half-empty iron fist crashed down—
Bang.
"Sandbag big fist, have you seen it?"
The chaotic stage suddenly became quiet.
In the still picture, only Xia Yu and Wei Zhong were staring at each other.
When Elder Liu saw a young man on the stage and smashed the table, he opened his mouth and shouted, but the other person recognized who it was, and when he saw the bad situation, he deceived him and took a step, covering Elder Liu’s mouth, nervous Sweat said: "Well, that's Xia Demon King!"
"coming!"
Ye Feizhou heard a loud noise, and the whole body followed the shock.
"coming!"
On the stage, Grandpa Liu followed with a heart sinking. This morning, he encountered the old monster Lan Fengxian. Among the group of people on the stage, I am afraid that he and Ye Feizhou could expect the next big duel like Mars hitting the earth. !
can not be avoided!
"I said, Your Excellency Wei Zhong, can you please withdraw your previous evaluation?"
Xia Yu saw his fist, the effect was so good, he couldn't help but withdraw his fist, rubbed the fist with no trace of traces, lowered his head and said lightly: "If it is for me, how can you evaluate it well, I will follow the instructions All accepted!"
"but!"
His eyes turned sharply and sharply, "If you deliberately give such a junior a bad evaluation under the premise of dealing with me disgusting me, then your character, Wei Zhongzhong, is very problematic!"
Wen Yan, Wei Zhong raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Are you questioning my standpoint?"
"The Lantern Festival recipes have been handed down from generation to generation, and the Chinese have come to know the cooking skills for so many years. Do you think they don’t want to make innovations on the Lantern Festival recipes?" com~Yuanxiao still keeps the traditional practice, mainly sticky rice flour, no change at all? Do you think that Chef Gu doesn’t want to use a knife on the main ingredients?"
"Noodles, snacks, there are several types of flour alone. Each kind of flour can be made into many different pasta snacks. Do you think that simply mixing the two kinds of flour is innovation?"
Wei Zhong's mouth raised a cold color.
"Of course, the mixing of two flours is just my analogy. But in my opinion, it is even more self-righteous to mix glutinous rice flour with some unknown fantasy flour to make a Lantern Festival, which is even worse!"
"What a mess of traditional dim sum recipes in the Chinese world, what a mess!"
Wei Zhong's eyes shot a faint cold light.
"Shadow of food tyrant? Oh!"
Dismissed.
Liu Ying, who was caught by his eyes, was stunned and grabbed Xia Yuyi's corner in a hurry and was afraid to hide behind his master.
Xia Yu could feel the soft body trembling tightly behind him.
"See? Sakura..."
He taught in a rather distressed tone and ignored Wei Zhong's words, "When you don't want to use your mouth theory, you still need this thing!"
The fist raised slowly again.
"Sometimes, the truth is very simple, whoever has the best fist is right!"
"Simple, rough!"
boom.
This time, Tekken landed gently on the table at the speed of falling petals, and bumped into a very subtle sound.
However, this sound, with Xia Yu's words vomiting, seemed to resound in everyone's heart.
Shocking!
Wei Zhong suddenly felt something, his pupils contracted.
"you……"
Just when he was about to drink something, Xia Yu looked at him and spit out two words:
"food!"
"halberd!"